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Today's traumatic moment occurred when I was probably no older than 5 or 6. This too took place at the local Safeway...I think. As I've gotten older my memory has gotten a little cloudy so some of the details are guesses at best, but they make no difference. I waited in the car with my 3 older sisters while my mom ran in the store to grab something. She left the car running, the 4 of us began goofing around a little too much...and somehow the parking brake came off, or we knocked the car into neutral or something, and the 4 of us starting rolling across the parking lot. A nearby shopper saw our dilemma and ran over, hoped in the car, and stopped us. I guess this traumatic moment could be viewed as truly traumatic. But most are not like this. As I post more you will see what I mean.

I'm always telling my wife amount traumatic moments I had as a child. Not life-threatening moments, or memorys of a loved one dying, but odd events that as a shy child bothered me more than they should have. Moment number 1: I was walking through the local Safeway with my mom. I was probably between 5-8 years old. We were going down the COLA:SODA:POP:COKE (depending on where you live. I'll call it POP) aisle. There was a large bottle of POP sitting in the middle of the aisle. This was back before the days of plastic 2-liter bottles. I tried to step over it, incidentally kicked it, broke it, and sent glass and POP flying down the aisle. I stood there with sticky wet jeans while my mom found a store employee. I thought they were going to kick me out of the store or make me pay for the bottle of POP. I was very scared It was very traumatic. Stay tuned for my second installment, coming soon.

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